Prey
Torn flesh
Ripped bones
Blood pours out of my veins
And yet I remain the same
A life without shame
A spirit never to be tamed
Is it really all a game
Life is just a illusion
Pain never excluded
Love always included
Sorrow only a moment
In time
Never really going
Away
Its here to stay
No matter what I say
It lives to see another day
Have I become the prey?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem